Hit the Floor (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Rebound - full transcript

Pete Davenport. Your father.

- I think that went great, don't you?
- Minus Ahsha. What happened to her?

Looks like she couldn't take
the pressure.

- You lied to me.
- We can work through this together.

You could have told me
that I had a child.

And then what?
Chased you from city to city,

bed to bed,
trying to make you be a father?

- Sloane.
- Olivia.

My gosh, I haven't seen you
in years.

Mia, the point of you
getting gone was staying gone.

Call me again
and I stop being so nice.



I just got an email from Mia
with a telephone number.

- Mia?
- Yeah, remember that dancer?

The one who took off
right before the tryouts?

She's reaching out.
We need to find out

- where she is.
- Already done.

- Were any of the players there?
- They were around.

Raquel and Ahsha?

- No.
- Raquel's your friend.

I'm learning to look out for myself.
You were my idol. You're not anymore.

I'm moving out.

It would be easier
if you'd just unpack.

And probably quieter too.

I'm competing
for worst house-guest ever.

Did I Win?



Well, I'd have something
to complain about

if you didn't wear
those tiny shorts to bed.

I should be waking you up with
breakfast in bed for taking me in.

Ahsha, seriously? Babe, come on,
it's no worries, all right?

You'd do the same for me.

Yeah.

Oh, really?

Kidding. Still,
I'm asking some of the girls

if anyone's looking
to take in a stray,

so I don't have to cramp your style.

Babe, I'm a gym teacher. Okay?
I tuck my polo in my khakis every day.

My style has left the building.

You're worried about today.

Babe, come on, you're shooting
the calendar. You should be stoked.

Lots of hot, sexy bikini nakedness?

Exactly. Sexy's not my thing
on my best day.

And with everything going on
with my mother, it's just not.

Wait, wait. Back up.
Sexy's not your what?

I'm not putting myself down.
I'm just saying I'm Jennifer Aniston.

I'm not Angelina Jolie. I'm Care Bear.
I haven't shined yet at work.

It's not even that I haven't shined.
I almost got booted.

It's like today was designed
to get me kicked off once and for all.

Babe.

Listen to me.

You are the sexiest woman
I've ever met.

Oh, woman.

Oh, come on now.
Give me a little booty tooch.

God, I wish I could be there today.

Wish me luck.

You don't need luck.

- Hello?
- Mia?

Mia's not here. She was
crashing here but she left.

Left. Left where?

I have no idea.
She took off in a hurry.

Did she leave
a phone number or something?

Okay.

Hi, you've reached Sloane and Ahsha,
please leave a message.

Sloane. Hey, it's Olivia again.

Look, L...

I... I was really hoping
I could talk to you and...

I don't know, I guess
I could just keep calling but...

Can you please call me back?

Thanks.

Is Harrison here?

I need to add to the catering order
for the shoot today.

Harrison's not overseeing
the catering. I am.

- You're coming to the calendar shoot?
- Yeah, why?

I don't know, I just... I think
that'd be a little too much.

I'm not as traumatized here
as you may think.

I may not be a Devil Girl any more,
but this is a good job.

In fact, I think I'll enjoy
sitting in the shade for a change

while y'all are melting in the hot sun.

- This is what we're wearing?
- It's a string bikini.

All I see is string.

- What is that?
- It's my portable tan machine.

Not all of us are blessed
with the mocha.

These calendar pictures
are gonna be around forever.

I need to work these mofos. I'm gonna
make love to that camera so hard,

it's gonna need a cigarette
and a pregnancy test after.

Tell me about it. I'm gonna take
that camera for a ride of its life,

that's it just hickeys everywhere.

I just need to make it through today
without falling on my face.

- Literally or figuratively?
- I'd settle for either.

Don't you worry,
you can stand behind me.

Film crew's prepping. Girls are fitted
and have been run through the steps.

Good. Good. The behind-the-scenes
DVD of the dance number

is where we make the real money,
so that routine needs to be on point,

even if you have to rehearse it
all afternoon.

You can do your photo shoot
for February after.

About February, I have another idea.

Let me guess, you want the year.

Actually, I want Ahsha to do it.

February's your month.

It's the sexiest month.
The one every guy turns to first.

And some women.

But obviously, you see
something in Ahsha that I don't.

She continues to screw up,

yet you remain ceaselessly dedicated
to keeping her on the team.

So I'm giving her this chance.

Call it a show of faith.

Unless you don't think
she can do it.

Sure. Ahsha will be February.

Listen, I have an errand
I need to run this morning

so I'm gonna have to have you
oversee things on set while I'm gone.

An errand? What could possibly
be more important

than being there for one
of the biggest days of the year?

Call it a show of faith,

unless you don't think
you can do it.

Take your time getting to set.

All right, ladies.
The bus is downstairs.

We've got 11 hours of daylight.
There is no room for mistakes today.

Let's go.

Good news. You're getting your
own month on the calendar this year.

My Own?

I'm a rookie. I'm only supposed
to be in the group shots.

Change of plans. You're February.

February is your month.

I'm offering you
an olive branch, Ahsha.

Are you gonna take it or not?

I am.

- Knock 'em dead.
- I will.

I didn't know you were pregnant.

So if I wasn't pregnant,
then it would've been okay

to sleep with the man
I was in love with?

Can we, can we just go somewhere
and talk?

- I'm not having this conversation.
- I came to apologise.

You came here
to clear your conscience.

I feel...

I feel horrible.

You made your bed
the minute you jumped into Pete's.

I never would have... I'm sorry, can we
please just talk about talk about this?

Olivia, the person I need to have
a conversation with is my daughter.

She has moved out of my house.
She hasn't returned a single call.

I have no idea
what's going on in her life.

She's the one
I want to talk to, not you.

We used to be friends.

We used to be best friends.

And then you changed.
You became some other person.

And if you're still
anything like that girl...

God help the girls
you're in charge of today.

Jelena, hey, it's me.
I'm gonna be longer than I thought.

That's it. Keep moving. Keep moving.
You are the hottest thing.

You're literally everywhere.

Wow, not even a hello? Figured you'd
be a little bit nicer to your host.

- What are you talking about?
- This is my home,

which I've offered up
out of the goodness of my heart.

You're lying.

Derek, I didn't bring enough platters
from the Playground.

- Do you have any more in your kitchen?
- How would I know? I never go in there.

Ask Jeeves.

Are you kidding me?

Okay, it's not really his name,
but he lets me call him that.

It costs a little bit extra,
but it's totally worth it.

I should have known
it was your house.

Everything's so over-the-top.

You should see my place in Malibu.
That's over-the-top.

Let me know if you need anything.
I'll be around.

So the Playground
is catering this?

Thank God.
I could use a friendly face.

Okay. What's going on?

- I got my own month.
- That's great!

It's February.
She's setting me up to fail.

You're learning. Ahsha, just
because someone sets you up to fail

doesn't mean you have to.

Okay, my love, let's bring it,
let's see it, come on.

No, just get into it.
Just relax for me please.

Sweetheart, you've got to come out
from behind the heart, yeah?

Sorry, I've never really
done this before.

Look, just pretend the camera's
your boyfriend. It loves you.

Can I take a minute?
I could use a minute.

We are on a break, people.

This is a disaster,
you have to help me.

- Help you what?
- Do that thing you do.

You can't teach someone
to be triple jointed in a day.

I just need you to teach me
how to be sexy.

Well, what's in it for me?
And don't say a friendship bracelet.

I could teach you
first through fifth position.

Ballet's for virgins.

Can you teach me how to do
one of those switch kicks?

Done.

Let's go.

I know you have
something to say. Say it.

I'm good. The last time
I said something, I lost my job.

Actually, I need you
to do something for me.

If we ever had half a friendship,
I need you to tell me the truth.

Did you have anything to do
with me losing my spot on the team?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Then I was right.
We have nothing to talk about.

Sloane?

What are you doing here?

I was looking for Ahsha.

Well, the girls,
they're not here today.

They're off shooting
their calendar, I think.

Oh, I see.

I didn't know. Thanks.

Sloane, we're gonna have to talk
about this at some point.

- What is this?
- I want to talk about Ahsha.

I'm all talked out.
I've already had Olivia coming by.

What did she say?

I realise this is new information
for the two of you,

but I dealt with this 20 years ago.

I didn't have that luxury.

Pete, if you want to talk about
Ahsha, we can do that later.

But if you want to dig up
the bones from that night,

it's not gonna happen.

So that's it?
You're just gonna walk away?

You've avoided me
for 22 years, Sloane.

You're not gonna avoid me forever.

Phase one, face.
Lips apart, puckered, no teeth.

Pretend like
you just ate something sweet

and you don't care
if it's dripping down your face.

You look like your dentures
are coming loose. More seductive.

Okay, we're moving on
to phase two.

You have to sell the fantasy.
When the guys came to the club,

they didn't want to hear
that I had to pick up paper towels,

that I'm allergic
to three different kinds of berries.

They wanted to hear
and see all the things

their wives stopped doing
years ago,

if they even knew how
in the first place.

What kind of berries?

Phase three.

We are wearing
these tiny bikinis for a reason.

We're selling the possibility
that at any moment,

with a slight breeze,

someone might be able to see
just a hint of something naughty.

We want that too, Ahsha.
Don't we?

Don't we want that, Ahsha?

I don't know if I'm freaked out
or turned on.

Use that.

This isn't working.

You're telling me, girl.
I'm exhausted.

I need a power bar
and a Red Bull.

There is some trick in your bathroom
and I can't get her out.

I need to get ready for my photo shoot
and that's the best vanity in the house.

All the other dancers
are getting ready outside.

I don't primp on lawns. Are you going
to get her out? Or should I?

Because I can guarantee
you'll have a gentler touch.

That's my sister. I'll go get her.

Twins. How cliché.

- Where did they even come from?
- I think they came with the house.

Hey, what is that?

The photographer tried
to stick this on me in my picture.

Talk about cliché.
Burn it for me, would you?

Why would you wear
a Santa hat for February?

I'm not doing February this year.
I gave that to Ahsha.

- Wow, what a beautiful gesture.
- Thanks.

Oh, by the way,
she's bombing big time

so you should get some popcorn
and get out there

because it is entertaining as hell.

Hey, Baby, have you seen
Gina or Karina?

- More entertaining than triplets?
- You're a mess.

Ho, ho, ho.

- I thought I said you just...
- No, you're not talking right now.

I'm talking, you're listening.

All right, I get it. I screwed up.

You were the one good thing in my life
and I wrecked the hell out of it.

But do you have any idea
what my life has been like since then?

Injuries. Parasites pretending to be
my friend just so they could rob me,

some of them in my own family.
Lost sponsorship.

A sham marriage to somebody

who literally only has use for me
when I'm a star. More injuries.

I mean, every part of me
that can be broken has been broken.

You think, really, you're
the only one who has problems?

You're the only one whose feelings
and emotions matter?

You done?

You want a drink?

All right, ladies.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, pivot now.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, and eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

Two, four...
Okay, ladies, one more time.

From the top. Five, six, seven,
eight. One, two, three, four...

How'd it go?

In the crapper. I went back after
break and they pushed me to later.

They don't want to deal with me.
I don't want to deal with me.

After today, Olivia's not going
to want to deal with me. I'm screwed.

Come on, being a sex bomb is
in your blood.

I've seen pictures of your mom
back in the day.

- That lady knew how to work it.
- Yeah.

I don't suppose
you want a live-in nanny?

I thought you lived with your mother.

We had a falling out.

I grabbed my stuff
and I haven't spoken to her since.

When my son crosses his arms

and won't talk to me for five minutes,
it breaks my heart.

Great. Now I have to be sexy while
I'm stabbing my mom in the heart.

No, no, I'm sorry.
That's not what I was trying to say.

I'll figure it out.
I'm gonna go take a walk.

I need to clear my head.

Hello?

Mia?

Hello?

The Chateau.

Wilshire Paragon?

The Evetine?

Hotel keys.

Really?

Looks like you found my bedroom.

Oh, I saw all the trophies
and wandered in.

- I'm not... I wasn't gonna...
- Do you mind?

So what do you think of the house
with all your wandering?

It's nice, yeah. Expensive.
If you're into that sort of thing.

What do you really think?

It's a museum of insanity.
The Church of Derek Roman.

The girls usually like this place.

I've seen those girls.

All this wall space
and it's just you.

No pictures of family,
friends, girlfriend.

I mean girlfriends.

Not even Mama?

I mean, all players love their Mamas.
Isn't that, like, you guys' thing?

Yeah, Mary Roman
isn't the sentimental type.

None of my family
and friends are.

Nothing says I love you like a check.

So do you see anything
in the case you like?

Sure. You should be very proud.

Oh, I am. I am.
You can turn around now.

Well, you're hiding.
What are you scared of out there?

Just... I'm supposed to be doing
this super-smoking solo shot

and it's not happening.

- Well, you're in your own head.
- It's more complicated than that.

It's really not and I'd listen to me

because I play
in front of millions of people.

- You don't have to do it in a thong.
- But I could.

You want to know why?

Because on the court is
where my head is clear.

No second-guessing,
no BS in my brain driving me crazy.

I'm on instinct.

When is your head clear?

When are you all instinct?

Dancing.

When I dance, I just go.

So go.

- They need water poolside.
- Okay.

Oh, and you have to have
dinner here and ready in 30.

Anything else?

Great.

Are you sure I should
be taking these pictures?

They're not on the shot list.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Olivia knows all about it.

She said to make sure you send the
proofs to my personal email account.

All right.

- I don't want get in any trouble.
- Too late.

So come over. I've got champagne
in my apartment, okay?

Beach-side view.
You'll have a great time.

Are you ready for round two?

I'd like to try something different,
if that's okay.

Yeah, it's okay.
This won't take long.

Hey, how's it going?

Well, the girls are set.
The routine is clean.

We have all the months shot.

Wait, sorry, February was a bust.

Ahsha didn't get a picture?

I know. I'm as shocked as you are.

I can jump in and knock it out
if you want. It's your call, though.

Looking hot there, girl.

Yes, fantastic.

- I love it.
- Work it.

Good work.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. That is perfect.

There we go.

Yes!

So I moved back in with my mom
and started taking classes part time.

Nights and weekends, you know?

Then I got a job at the bank,
worked my butt off

learning about permits
and licenses and loans.

Now I help people
start their own businesses.

It's not flashy,
but it put a roof over our heads.

I didn't do it in hot pants,
but I did it.

I'm impressed.

How do you want me
to handle Ahsha?

- We're both gonna be at the arena.
- I know.

It's not like
we can avoid each other.

Yeah. You're just gonna have
to start from scratch.

Just like me.

I should get back to work.

Yeah, I should go too.

This was nice.

The girls are in place for
the routine. We're ready to roll.

Change of plans.

This is what we're doing.

- What?
- The dance. We're moving it.

You can't. We're already set up.

Hope you girls aren't afraid
of a little water.

Well done, right on.

You guys looked otherworldly.

Sometimes, sharing the spotlight
isn't such a bad idea.

Ahsha made you look good.

I don't need Ahsha for that.

Jelena, you keep taking out
everyone around you,

and all that will be left is you
and, trust me, that's lonely.

Thanks for the advice, Dr Phil.

I went to Mia's apartment.

Why would you go there?

I think the better question is
why didn't I go there sooner?

What was she into?

What do you think she was into?
She wasn't the maid.

Was she an escort?

How long was this going on?

Trust me.

There was nothing you or
anyone else could've done to help Mia.

Oh, wait.

What? No thank you?

Thanks, Coach.

You killed it out there today.

Why don't you stick around?

We can celebrate.

I'm going to celebrate tonight
at home with my boyfriend.

Thanks again.

Raquel.

I may, at some point,
have suggested that...

you maybe not return
as a Devil Girl.

Thank you for being honest with me.

Look, I know we talked about
moving in together

and maybe this is happening
a lot sooner than we thought,

but I love you.

And I want you here for good.

Besides, that thing is bolted
in my wall, so you can't leave.

I would love to stay.

Guess who learned
how to be sexy today?

Girl.

Devil's operations.

- Hi, it's Jelena Howard.
- Yes, Miss Howard.

Can I get the emergency contact
for Ahsha Hayes?

Certainly.
I have a Sloane Hayes, mother,

and German Vega, boyfriend.
The numbers are...

Thank you. That's all I needed.

Next time on Hit the Floor.

Tomorrow you'll be performing
on the Santa Monica Pier

and this Sunday is the formal
charity party and silent auction.

Thomas Jefferson got picked
as one of the schools

that's getting cash
for the Devils Charity Weekend.

I don't remember hearing
anything about your school.

- I'm Jelena Howard.
- I know who you are.

That is Mia's.

If she didn't want her uniform,
maybe somebody else will.

Are we ready
to have some fun tonight?

It's the amazingly talented Akon!

Don't you want to give to charity
and dance with your girl?

- It's just a dance.
- You want to dance?

Until you're ready to give me the facts,
we don't have anything to talk about.

Woman to woman,
ask your first question.